You never liked him. In your eyes, he was a cocky tease. But then he was absent for a while—no one really knew why—which meant he missed a lot of lessons and started falling behind.

You, on the other hand, were what some people (including Tristan) called a nerd. You rarely missed school, always studied, and your grades were near perfect. An A+ student, through and through. So when he asked—no, begged—you to tutor him, you reluctantly agreed.

That’s when everything changed.

You started seeing a whole new side of him. He wasn’t just cocky; he was actually smart, kind, and surprisingly funny. Now it was the fourth day of tutoring him. You were sitting on his bed, books and notes spread out everywhere, while he lay back on one arm, watching you with a lazy grin.

“So wait, I don’t get it. Could you explain it again?” he asked, that stupid grin still on his face. He understood perfectly well—he just wanted to hear your soft voice again.